Heavenly Earth's

Ala Ola

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12 Years later.

Braaakk...

Gala only turned her head to her little girl who was now a teenager. At the age of seventeen years in fact, he still has to be patient in the treatment of toddlers by his foster brother.

"Can't slow down?" gala asked Asmara who was still wearing a white Grey uniform.

"No" he answered tightly with his hands folded over his chest.

Gala who knew Ara who again and again sulked just smiled thinly, she ran her car at a speed that was heading to the house of her parents.

There was no discussion at all between Gala and Ara, both of them deep in their thoughts.

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"What else is it?" gala asked when her little girl had not yet gotten out of the car.

"No, don't get rich in ghosts!" said Ara with both eyes rounded in annoyance.

"Ghost?"

"Yes, there goes on wherever Ara goes" she protested again with her chest rising and falling in anger.

"Where is a handsome ghost!" gala replied while running first from her car died Ara who screamed in frustration.

Gala who just entered the dining room is certainly welcome and a sweet smile from Kahyangan, the woman who gave birth to him twenty-two years ago.

"Are you home?" ask Kahyangan while pouring water into the glass.

"Yes, Ala abis picked up Ara" he said, who immediately uprooted the drink until it was half finished.

"Get me where?"

"Dirumah temen Ara, Umi." said Asmara who had just entered and embraced spoiled Kahyangan who had been considered like his own biological mother.

"Can't you?" the woman kept asking questions out of curiosity. Because after breakfast Ara had asked permission to go to her friend's house after school.

Kahyangan immediately turned to his eldest son who looked relaxed with an expressionless look on his face.

This was not the first time Ara had come home sulking and swearing in annoyance with Gala's possessiveness to her.

Romance that has just absorbed the world of teenagers is certainly happy again to play with friends his age when coming home from school or weekends. Of course it is all with the permission of the birth mother and her adoptive parents, namely Bumi and Kahyangan.

But alas, Gala always comes suddenly messing up Ara's beautiful day by forcing her home without hearing an explanation first.

"Whisper!" sahut Gala while getting up from sitting and passing away.

Ara who was still in Kahyangan's arms was certainly directly chasing after his adoptive brother who had now arrived in the living room.

The beauty who was already very angry was pulling the black suit that Gala was in contact with until the tall white man backed up and turned his head

Bugh..

Ara hit Gala's face with a fairly large and heavy sofa cushion. Gala who was not ready to receive an impromptu attack was certainly immediately shocked.

"Hey!"

"What's? not cool, huh?! " challenge Ara who put her hands on her waist.

"Dare to hit brother?"

"Yes, Ara dared to hit because of the khilaf, weeee" his stick while sticking out his tongue and then ran to leave Gala.

"Basic child of a whore!" gala yelled, angry at herself, because Ara could have fallen because she hit him with a heavy sofa pillow.

"What did my sister say?"

"Ana slurped!" gala answered repeating her words

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Basic KOALA!!!